Not many people will understand how you've died internally and come back to life a hundred times in this one life...
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SnailTeeth · 36-40, M
Nah.
My biggest fear is that I'll forget the people and things I love.
One day I'll go to remember the voice of my grandparents, and it won't be there in my head anymore.
I was always afraid that I would endanger them, as with anyone I love. So I just decided to avoid love, to avoid that anxiety of fearing for others. Then one day, someone just found me, and being the fool I was, I fell head over heels for them.
I used to fear that my entire existence, would just be a loop of this life. I don't really fear anything anymore, I assume when it ends it just ends. If it doesn't, it can't be any more difficult than this life has been.
I think now, I just fear letting other people get close to me, because I don't trust their intentions, and I don't really want anything from anybody. I fear my independence and avoidance will leave me destitute, homeless, maimed. As my body slowly betrays me, slowly loses composure, and I edge closer to death; I fear myself, more than anything.
My biggest fear is that I'll forget the people and things I love.
One day I'll go to remember the voice of my grandparents, and it won't be there in my head anymore.
I was always afraid that I would endanger them, as with anyone I love. So I just decided to avoid love, to avoid that anxiety of fearing for others. Then one day, someone just found me, and being the fool I was, I fell head over heels for them.
I used to fear that my entire existence, would just be a loop of this life. I don't really fear anything anymore, I assume when it ends it just ends. If it doesn't, it can't be any more difficult than this life has been.
I think now, I just fear letting other people get close to me, because I don't trust their intentions, and I don't really want anything from anybody. I fear my independence and avoidance will leave me destitute, homeless, maimed. As my body slowly betrays me, slowly loses composure, and I edge closer to death; I fear myself, more than anything.